We left the meeting or whatever they call this psychotic thing, and the guards guided us on the way to my room.
We continued walking to the hallway and we stopped infront of a big painting.
It looks familiar, there's a man and I'm guessing that's his wife laying her head on his lap under this big tree. And on the other side of the tree you can see three children playing. Two girls and a boy. There's play ground for children too.
I thought the painting was my family, but I was wrong. The painting has 3 children and the bigger girl has a brown hair just like the lady under the tree. The other two children got a black hair just like the man.
Pierre noticed what I was looking and he looked at it too, Rylah and Timothy just looked at us.
"Ate, it looks familiar, the place, the tree, the
